“You make a tiny stitch across the wire, back to front, and pull it tight.” Arwen watched her mother’s hands closely. “Like this?” “Yes,” Celebrían replied, “But even tighter, so the thread pulls a small loop of the metal wire … Continue reading →

Even in the boat that took them towards the safety of the ships, Zamîn was still not sure whether she was doing the right thing. “I shouldn’t go, not yet. If Îbal comes back and doesn’t find me there, he … Continue reading →

The air in his lungs burned as he dove even deeper. In a reflex he closed his hand in a fist around the Ring. Making sure the Ring was secure on his finger, he scrambled on to the western shore … Continue reading →